Gaze at the surface of the sulfurous pools – the dashing and darting of watery sprites – strands of currents lifting suddenly off the surface of the water – floating off into misty strands – softening to fog – billowing… Continue reading
I slip over the stone wall
to the orchard of Doña Ester.
I want her pomegranates… Continue reading
During all of its six-and-a-fraction years of life, the Cafe Luna radiated a personality throughout its Summerland, California, environs reminiscent of a karaoke night at a neighborhood tavern and the green room of an engaging, late night TV talk show… Continue reading
We began nosing around the shipping wharfs in Cleveland’s port where freighters from around the world docked and dropped their cargo or picked up merchandise and headed out the across the Great Lakes, up the St. Lawrence Seaway and out the Gaspe Peninsula into the North Atlantic and destinations around the globe… Continue reading